Legal celebration.

On Friday afternoon, Justin and I took off for Seattle to get our marriage license. Since we only have 2 (!!!) weeks until the day, we are had to really look at our schedules to figure out when we could get to Seattle to get this very important little piece of paper. Friday worked. Only problem? It's SeaFair weekend in Seattle, meaning that the blue angels fly from about 12-3 so one of the bridges over the water to Seattle is closed for that time on Thursday-Sunday. Well, luckily enough, we were able to get out of the eastside early so we missed the traffic.

And, after a short wait, we got our little license. Good for 60 days, after a 3 day waiting period. Not really sure what the 3 day waiting period is for... maybe just so you're sure? Ah, it's probably for recording.

After that, we wandered into Pike place and walked around for a little while. Actually, first we went to get gas by the space needle where some big old guy gave Justin a sample of his BBQ (weird) and then proceeded to give him marriage advice (also weird... although he basically told Justin to do whatever I wanted at which point I gave him a high five in my head). Ah, the bizarre experiences that happen when out in Seattle. Anyway, once we got back into Pike, we quickly realized it was INSANE down there. Like, literally, I have never in my life seen it so busy. I don't know if it was because it was  Friday in August (vacationing people in Seattle?) or the fact that it wasSeaFair weekend or what but it was just crazy. We escaped the madness of the market about as quickly as we went in.

We also stopped at our favorite coffee joint, the Seattle version. Cafe Ladro. We needed some beans and picked up a latte too. In fact, we love Ladro so much, we took several pictures of our favorite coffee spot in our engagement photos.

See? Kirkland ladro + engagement photos. Love.

So, with latte in hand (which, by the way, was good... it was a tad bit chilly) we headed straight to chocolates. And ended up with $20 worth of chocolates. Mmmmm. 

A picture of us as we were walking around. Not the best, but eh, we tried.

And Justin looking at the Seattle man. I have no idea who the hell this guy was (didn't get him in the picture) other than he was painted all silver and clucking. What. in. the. hell. You seem some interesting things sometimes in downtown Seattle.

After we wandered for a while, my feet started to hurt. Apparently walking on cobblestones for a long time around the streets of Seattle is not smart in 3 or 4" heels. And I'm fairly tolerant as far as wearing heels goes, meaning, I do it well. My this day I had worn some really tall red heels that don't get worn much meaning, basically, OW. Was not the best planning on my part. So, plan b? Go drink champagne and eat sushi at another of our favorites- Japonessa- to continue the celebration!

And a picture of Justin at Japonessa. All in all? A successful day and a successful celebration of the day. Good times all around.